When Autumn Leaves heard the movement, she couldn't help but look back, and after seeing Su Wen go and return, she couldn't help but have a trace of expectation in her heart.

It's a pity that Su Wen is still alone, and there is no figure next to him that Qiu Ye is looking forward to, so that trace of expectation is transformed into a faint regret.

It seems that Su Gongzi has not been able to find Sister Qiao'er.

With a faint sigh, Qiu Yefu shook his head again, wanting to dissipate the haze in his heart, no matter what, Su Gongzi has helped her too much today, this rain butterfly can be regarded as dancing for Gongzi.

Just when Autumn Leaves was thinking like this, Su Wen had already squeezed from the vast sea of people to the front court, walked through the cyan curtain, walked in front of Mrs. Lin, and then said: "Mrs. Lin, this round, let me accompany the Autumn Leaves girl!"

Mrs. Lin was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't react, and even the young girl next to her, who was about to play, looked at Su Wen with some surprise.

Tang Ji stared at the little eyes, and asked in surprise, "Do you know what song you are?" Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Su Wen nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "I just learned it." ”

If others were like this, I'm afraid that Mrs. Lin would have already asked someone to blast her out, since Su Wen left, how much time has it been?

However, the other party was Su Wen, Su Wen who was holding the peony order, so Mrs. Lin was just stunned, and then nodded.

"Since this is the case, then it will bother Su Gongzi. ”

The young girl on the side was full of astonishment, she didn't expect that Aunt Lin would agree so easily, and she didn't even ask Su Wen half a question!

Qingqing has the most right to speak, under the guidance of Lin Qiaoer, she has studied for more than a year, and now she is still stumbling, and the difficulty can be imagined.

What's more, at the moment, the final champion belongs to who the flower is, it depends on whether this last song and a dance can be perfectly integrated, and the dance of autumn leaves is naturally not a problem, so the most important thing falls on the accompaniment in between, success or failure in an instant, there must be no half-point difference!

In such a situation, he is not too sure that he will be able to pass the test, so Su Wen only studied for less than half an hour, and he dared to say that he had learned the accompaniment of the rain and butterflies, and even recommended himself to the stage?

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit too child's play.

It is true that as the big boss of Lin Huaju, after the slander of the Yan family, Su Wen has become a little famous in Huizhou Mansion, and everyone knows that he is a scholar, has a talent for poetry, has a strong temperament, dares to prove his innocence with holy stones, and has a business mind, and can spread a small family of rouge vigorously.

However, no one has ever heard that Su Wen can play the piano!

In comparison, there may be similarities between the two paths of poetry, but the piano art?

Qingqing shook her head secretly, sighing that Mrs. Lin had made a wrong choice, and now, her only hope was placed on Qiu Ye, if Qiu Ye refused, Su Wen would not continue to insist.

Thinking of this, Qingqing couldn't help but look up at the autumn leaves on the stage, hoping that she would be able to decline Su Wen's ridiculous suggestion.

Who would have thought that although Qiu Ye showed surprise on her face, she quickly smiled and nodded, and actually acquiesced to Su Wen coming on stage to accompany her!

"Being able to dance for Childe at such a close distance is probably the only thing I can do. Qingqing didn't know that Akiba's idea was just as simple as that.

After getting the approval of Mrs. Lin and Autumn Leaves, Su Wen walked onto the stage with a smile, and this act immediately caused an uproar.

"Why did Su Gongzi come to power?"

"Could it be that he wants to accompany the autumn leaves?"

"How is it possible!I heard that the piano music of the rain butterflies in the sky is extremely difficult, although Su Gongzi has a talent for poetry, but this piano skill is different......

For a while, there were different opinions, and the people who supported Bai Fei'er were happy to see the defeat and showed gloating smiles, while those who had been cheering for Autumn Leaves unconsciously sighed.

Liu Changyuan and Xia Hao looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that Qiu Ye had given up this round of competition in advance, so, very good.

On the contrary, the young man who was sitting next to Bai Fei'er at this time, after hearing the return of his subordinates, showed a contemplative expression, and said softly: "Miss, how could he have anything to do with Miss?"

At this moment, Su Wen met the eyes of all the people and came to Qiu Ye's side, he didn't explain much, only said three words.

"Trust me. ”

Without waiting for Autumn Leaves to react, Su Wen had already turned around and walked to the piano stand on the side, Shi Shiran sat down, but did not immediately pluck the strings, but recited a poem first.

"The lotus leaves are like mirrors, and the water chestnuts are sharp and sharp like cones.

The wind blows the catkins and hairballs, and the rain hits the pear blossoms and butterflies. ”

The sudden sound of poetry made everyone stunned, and no one understood why at this time, Su Wen suddenly recited a poem "Ode to the Verse" from Shi Shifan, was it just to show off his poetic attainments? Moreover, although this poem has the word rain butterfly, it has nothing to do with the rain butterfly dancing in the autumn leaves, what is Su Wen's intention?

In any case, when Su Wen's words fell, a faint red light had already wrapped him in thin form, like a torch burning on the side of the stage.

At the same time, Su Wen's hands were already pressed on the strings, and his eyes were gently closed.

The next moment, the piano sounded.

Take Han!

Hearing the familiar sound of piano music, Akiba's eyes suddenly burst into an incomparably blazing light, and she didn't have time to think about it, she had already subconsciously stepped forward the first dance step like a conditioned reflex.

In one step, Autumn Leaves' whole temperament suddenly changed dramatically, and at this time she seemed to be no longer a Qinglou woman, but the whole sky.

Pure, vast.

Along with it, there was the upper string of Su Wen's fingertips, and a trace of holiness erupted from it, as if under a single sound, the hearts of everyone present were washed away, just like the blue sky, without a trace of impurities.

Lan.

Su Wen's expression was extremely solemn, and between the flicks of his fingers, the third note was indifferently dissolved, and the originally blue sky seemed to suddenly become quiet, and the soft black clouds quietly came, blocking the blue sky and the bright light in people's hearts.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little depressing, and the sense of oppression of the black clouds pressing the city made people want to break through the sky and look for the light of the previous moment.

However, with the sound of Su Wen's piano and the faint dance of autumn leaves, this sense of oppression has not been alleviated in the slightest, but has become heavier and heavier, making people unable to see hope, let alone find vitality, as if everything is immersed in darkness, which makes people despair.

The smooth thing of the piano is to conform to all the principles of the world, and the heavy rain will pour, and no one can stop it.

The autumn leaves dance more and more slowly, more and more heavy, like a butterfly in a cocoon, completely deprived of vitality in the body by the sudden darkness, unable to break free, can only perish in despair.

The next moment, Su Wen's fingers turned slightly, and he finally abandoned the sound of shunwu and turned to the cold wind.

Suddenly, the wind rises and the rain falls.

The drizzle is like silk, then it becomes a line, and then it is like a jade bead, and finally it pours.

The spring rain that came for a long time finally swept away the slight boredom in everyone's hearts, the figure of the autumn leaves became faster and faster, more and more urgent, just like this more and more surging rain curtain, between the long sleeves and the rapid dance, the autumn leaves sometimes turned into a violent wind in the rain, whistling by, sometimes turning into a shower in the wind, violent and falling.

As the autumn leaves danced more and more rapidly, everyone's breathing couldn't help but become a little faster, and in this violent storm, they were shaking.

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped for a moment.

Everyone scrambled to breathe in the fresh air as if they had survived the catastrophe, secretly glad that they were not invaded by the wind and rain, but at the same time they were a little regretful, because they did not overcome the wind and rain, but the wind and rain let them go.

But no one thought that at this time, the rain had arrived, and the butterfly was there?

"Zheng ......"

Immediately, an even more urgent sound of the piano struck suddenly, once again pulling everyone back into the storm, but this time, what Autumn Leaves brought them was no longer despair.

It seems that there is a ball of light swinging in front of you, and then, more and more light clusters are scrambling to appear between the wind and rain, the light points are getting denser and denser, more and more prosperous, standing under the wind and rain, not moving like a mountain!

In the next moment, thousands of light clusters burst out in unison, and one after another colorful butterflies broke free from them and hit the sky!

Those clusters of light are like large and small butterfly chrysalis, at this moment, they turn into butterflies.

Ten thousand butterflies dance together, and the wind and rain compete between heaven and earth, a colorful butterfly was hit by heavy raindrops on the wings, crumbling, under the fierce wind swept to the ground, however, there is a second, third, the first million colorful butterflies to meet again, without fear, as if death!

The shadows of the butterflies are like covering the sky, they use their delicate wings to stop the endless rain arrows, block the infinite wind blades, and finally break through the hustle and bustle, and reach the top of the sky!

In an instant, the rain stopped, and the golden sunlight shone down again, clearing the clouds and mist to see the sun!

The few piano notes seem to have returned to the beginning, indifferent, pure, and the extra aftersound is called hope.

Su Wen's fingers slid over the last string and slowly lifted it, then he exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, got up and walked to the center of the stage, took the autumn leaves that had been a little out of strength, and saluted and thanked everyone.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone finally came back to their senses from this rain butterfly, and before they had time to reminisce about the beauty of it, they couldn't help but applaud with a look of shock in their eyes.

Applause, thunder.

Su Wen looked at those incomparably hot eyes, and couldn't help but show an incomparably bright smile, he smiled, and carefully put his hands behind his back, hiding the red light that was deeper than the red light on his body.